Movie Queen Development Plan

Nanaya really didn't have any unhealthy thoughts, he was simply amazed by the pair of headlights.

This cannot be entirely blamed on him. After all, the long skirt worn by the lady in front of him is designed to expose half of her chest. To be honest, it is probably because this woman's figure is too perfect.

Moreover, the opponent rushed towards Nanaya without any regard, which made Nanaya's vision suddenly filled with a white area.

Shake~Shake~

Nanaya felt the other party's somewhat excessive waves. This feeling was completely different from the silicone wave texture of Sera. It had a natural feeling.

"Illya-chan~~?"

Fortunately, the woman did not mistake Nanaya for her own daughter. She jumped over Nanaya and pounced directly on Illya.

Although I feel a little regretful that I didn't get to enjoy the benefit of being attacked on the breasts, it's really good that no misunderstanding occurred anyway.

"Um... my lovely Illya~?"

The silver-haired woman who suddenly appeared hugged Illya and rubbed her non-stop, as if she wanted to stick to her directly.

"Mom, don't do this. Everyone is watching."

Illya blushed and tried to get rid of her mother, but the other party was obviously more sticky.

"Madam, please be more restrained. There are guests here."

Finally, Sera couldn't bear it anymore and she coughed lightly to remind him.

"Ara, I'm sorry."

The other party reluctantly let go of Illya, and she patted her skirt and stood up.

"Hello, Mrs. Iris."

Shion quickly greeted the other party.

With a big smile, the lady hugged Shion directly: "Yeah, yeah. Long time no see, Shion-chan~"

"I just saw him not long ago..."

Shion blushed for a rare moment, and she answered in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed.

"Mom, don't go too far. Oni...big brother is here."

Illya gently pulled the hem of her mother's skirt, her face was as red as a little apple.

"So, you are Illya's Apollo?"

The lady finally noticed Nanaya's presence and looked at him with a smile.

"What?"

Nanaya was a little confused.

"Nothing, I was just talking to myself. My name is Irisviel, I'm Illya's mother~"

The woman whom Illya called "お母様" finally showed a serious expression for the first time. She took the initiative to hold Nanaya's hand and shook it.

Shake~Shake~

As her body swayed, Iris's headlights began to float up and down again.

"Um... hello, aunt." Nanaya nodded a little stiffly, not knowing where to put his eyes.

This lady looks like a replica of Illya, no, Illya is a replica of her. When the two stand together, you can clearly feel their mother-daughter relationship, and the similarity is almost over 90%.

As for why they are mother and daughter instead of sisters, it is of course because Mrs. Iris is two orders of magnitude taller than Illya in both height and figure.

With such a mother, Nanaya suddenly looked forward to the little girl's growth in the next few years.

Of course, the prerequisite is that she is not as unbalanced in development as Sera, who has to rely on silicone products to restore her mother.

stare!

Perhaps guessing Nanaya's dirty thoughts, Sera shot Nanaya a look full of resentment in a very rude manner.

"Oh, Nanaya-chan, you're so polite. Just call me Iris or Irisviel."

Mrs. Iris covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Aunt Iris..."

"It's Iris Yo~"

Although the smile did not change, Nanaya always felt that something black was coming out of this lady.

It seems that age is a taboo issue for any woman, and even this lady is no exception.

"Mrs. Iris."

Nanaya was too embarrassed to call Illya's mother by her name, so he could only learn to call her by Shion's name.

Mrs. Iris was not very satisfied with Nanaya's address: "Really, Nanaya-chan and Shion-chan are both so reserved. We are obviously a family."

"When did we become a family? Iris, you should know the situation when you are being friendly."

A slightly gloomy male voice sounded, and then a bearded, hedgehog-headed uncle appeared in front of Nanaya.

The other party walked up to Nanaya and stood in front of him. He put his face close to Nanaya and looked at him carefully with a scrutinizing look, trying to see through everything.

"Hello uncle, are you Illya's father?"

Feeling the pressure, Nanaya couldn't help but take a step back.

"You all know that I'm Illya's father. Do you still need to ask this?" The man narrowed his eyes. "And don't call me uncle. We are not that familiar with each other."

"Kiritsugu."

Iris reminded.

"Tsk."

The man smacked his tongue unabashedly, then turned and walked towards the long table in the room.

"Your father doesn't seem to like me very much."

Nanaya whispered to Illya.

Illya scratched her little face with her fingers. She said in distress, "Well... Kiritsugu has been like this since the beginning. Whenever I see male classmates getting close to me, I will do everything I can to drive them away. Big brother, just ignore them."

[I wanted to ignore it.]

Nanaya thought that he had not yet reached this level. After all, Kiritsugu's gaze was really intimidating.

"If you, a wild boy, dare to try to attack Illya, I will do everything I can to eliminate you, even if you become my godson!"

Kiritsugu's eyes expressed this throughout the whole article.

[This is a completely hopeless daughter-con. ]

Nanaya gave this uncle a definition.

"Come and sit down. Sera, please bring me some tea and snacks."

Kiritsugu pointed to the seat opposite him.

Nanaya sat obediently at the seat designated by Kiritsugu. He didn't know if it was because of the long table between them, but he felt that the pressure Kiritsugu put on him was even greater than before.

"Are we going to talk business? Then we girls won't get involved for now."

Iris laughed and pulled Illya out of the reception room.

"Oni...Big brother, fight!" Illya waved her little fist at Nanaya.

"Kiritsugu, don't bully Nanaya-chan too much~"

Before closing the door, Iris whispered a warning to her husband.

[What? What are you doing?]⊙?⊙?

Nanaya was a little confused by this mother and daughter. Did they think we were going to perform Mortal Kombat?

If Shion hadn't been left behind as well, Nanaya might have actually thought that this was going to happen.

Bang.

The door to the reception room was closed, and only Nanaya, Shion, Kiritsugu, and Iioka were left in the room.

Quiet...

The mysterious silence made Nanaya feel very depressed.

Kiritsugu held his chin with both hands and stared at Nanaya's face. Nanaya felt that the only difference between him and Commander Ikari was a pair of brown sunglasses.

"Well then, Nanaya Kiryu."

After an unknown amount of time, Kiritsugu finally spoke.

"Exist!"

Nanaya straightened his back immediately.

Kiritsugu looked at Nanaya with a gloomy face: "So, what are you thinking?"

"I just treat Illya as my sister!"

Subconsciously, Nanaya immediately answered loudly.

Kiritsugu slammed the table and shouted, "Who the hell is asking you such a bullshit! If you dared to attack Illya, I would have sent you to Tokyo Bay long ago. You don't have the right to speak here! I'm asking about the promotion of Goblin Slayer!"

"Puff—Puff—"

Shion on the side secretly covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking constantly as if she was enduring very hard.

As for Iioka...

He stood behind Shion like a wooden man, playing the role of a background board.

"What... is this what it is?"

Nanaya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why? Do you have any feelings for Illya?"

Kiritsugu's expression immediately darkened, and he pulled out a Thompson Contender from his suit and pressed it against Nanaya's head.

"Not allowed, absolutely not allowed! Anyone who dares to attack Illya should just disappear from the face of the earth!"

"Who would attack an elementary school student? I'm not a pervert!"

"Does that mean it won't matter anymore when Illya grows up?!"

"Is this the point?!"

Bang.

The door to the reception room opened and Sera walked in with a tray of hot tea and snacks.

Facing Kiritsugu who had one foot on the table and a gun to Nanaya's forehead, and Nanaya who had both hands in a gesture of surrender, Sera remained very calm.

"Please continue. I'm only here to serve tea and snacks."

"snort."

Kiritsugu snorted coldly, sat back in his seat, and put the pistol back into his clothes.

Sera seemed unaffected, she silently placed the tea set and plates on the table and poured tea for Shion.

"Ms. Washimine, please enjoy your meal."

After doing all this, Sera bowed and prepared to leave.

"Um, Sera..."

Seeing Sera preparing to leave, Kiritsugu couldn't help but ask.

Sera replied very impolitely: "If you want to drink tea, do it yourself. Doesn't the master have his own hands?"

"Yeah, do it yourself."

Nanaya nodded and poured himself some tea. Although Sera didn't pour him any tea, Nanaya was very happy to see this old man being humiliated.

"Oh, that's right."

Sera turned around and told Nanaya, "Nanaya, don't worry. The Thompson Contender that the master has is just a model prop. Although it has a wooden gun, it won't hurt when it hits someone. If he dares to take it out again, Nanaya can just break the gun."

"Sera, whose maid are you anyway?!"

Kiritsugu glared at the silver-haired maid with gritted teeth.

"Of course I will always stand on the side of Madam and the eldest lady. The information just now was told to Nanaya by the eldest lady."

"How could it be...wait, could it be that Iri and Illya were eavesdropping at the door just now?!"

Kiritsugu's expression immediately became unsettled.

"How is that possible? You know the reception room is soundproof, sir." Sera said coldly, "It's just that the young lady has completely figured out your action pattern, sir."

"Why is this happening..."

Looking at the door slowly closing, Kiritsugu felt betrayed by his daughter for the first time.